Loads of times on the losing end
It's the same old situation
Just another constellation
Daggers drawn with a steady hand
You push the aggravation
To your final destination

Cut me out in card board
Use me as a dartboard
Down on your feet now
How does it feel now?

As you get yourself some
Self-esteem and then some
Heed of your own

In your eyes
In your mind
I'm two out of seven
In your eyes
In your life
Just two out of seven

As you watch my world from the outside
You think that you are strong
And you dream that you belong
You're supreme cause you know how to spell right
You drown in salivation
You set off from frustration
Living on a card board
Use me as a dartboard
I know that lately
Your phrasing's been stately

As you get yourself some
Self-esteem and then some
Heed of your own

In your eyes
In your mind
I'm two out of seven
In your eyes
In your life
Maybe two out of seven

In your eyes
In your mind
I'm three out of ten
Out of nine
I'm just fine
I'm only whatever

In your eyes
In your mind
I'm two out of seven
In your eyes
In your life
I'm two out of seven
What the fuck
Suck my cock
I'm only a seven, out of twelve
When I wank
At the bank
I'm ten out of ten, my friend